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Exploding Gack Guitar
05:24
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Two Mandos
07:37
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Heroin Hoedown
01:21
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Ridin down the railroad line
shootin up some jib
ran outta clean rigs weeks ago
got lots of dirty pins
I'm gonna find me a decent vein
To inject some smack
Nod out for an hour or two
and then ill smoke some crack
poison coursing through my brain
my god, I think im gacked
my brain cells scream in agony
theyre never coming back
blood is dripping out my nose
I think im gettin real dopesick
ive shot up enough to overdose
with one swift needle prick
i dont need no suboxone
to get me through the day
I dont need no methadone
Shoot speedballs every day
My arms are covered in track marks
I got scabs all over my face
If i dont stop sharing these rigs
I'll probably get aids
They found me in a dumpster
just east of downtown
I loaded up the syringe
and then i shot the down
Just another casualty of the heroin game
next time you think of shootin up
ya better just do cocaine
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MDMA Transition
00:37
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Chinese Hat
04:45
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Uranium Beer
01:54
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I worked up a mighty bad thirst one day, so I said to the barkeep toss a beer my way
His face went cold, there was nothing to say, we dont have uranium beers these days
So I walked out the door and took off down the street,
On the side of the highway a gackhead I did meet, he said
Man, I got exactly what you need, try smoking some of this uranium speed!
Uranium Beer, all across the land - Uranium Beer, you'll grow another hand
Uranium Beer, it comes from the trees, Uranium Beer, toxins from the seas
With a nuclear lager in my hand, I walk across the barren land
Uranium Beer, I want another can
So I said to the gackhead as I took a couple hits, I've been up for 5 days and I still haven't shit
It got me real cooked and I must admit, Uranium Beer I still need some of it!
Uranium Beer, across the western plains - Uranium Beer, in the boxcar of a train
Uranium Beer, it takes away my pain - Uranium Beer, it really fries your brain
With a Lightbulb Gack Bat in my hand, I smoke the crystals of the land!
Uranium Beer, I hit the bat again.
We are up to our knees in a pile of shit, smoked so much gack and we're not about to quit
But no matter how fuckin twacked we get, Uranium Beer is always the best!
Uranium Beer, fallout across the land - Uranium Beer, you'll grow another hand
Uranium Beer, it takes away my pain - Uranium Beer, nothing tastes the same
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Psychedelic Meth Gack Edmonton, Alberta
The Highest Band in North America
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